My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Reporting to the patriarch, as you instructed, this is the Yin She Grass obtained from the cold pool in the back mountain."

An ordinary elder of the Fang family stood respectfully in front of Fang Zhongwu, holding a grayish-brown spiritual herb in both hands.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Fang Zhongwu nodded, put away the Yin She Grass, made a hand seal, and a faint halo fell into the identity token on the elder's waist.

"The corresponding contribution points have been deposited into your token. Return to the family treasury and you can exchange it for the items you need."

"Thank you, Master!"

Before leaving, the elder thought for a moment and then recounted what had happened at the Cold Pool.

"That young man was secretly protected by a guardian, but he was just repelled by the Fang family of Wangcheng."

"You don't need to worry about this."

Fang Zhongwu learned the whole story, but he knew very well that the prodigy from the capital had not yet left.

"This is Liuyun County, not the capital."

……

"Young Master, I've long heard of the Fang family in the county town. Now it seems they are indeed incredibly arrogant."

Ye Lingkong relayed the message to the protector, who was quite indignant.

"What belongs to me, Ye, is not so easy to take."

A cold glint flashed in Ye Lingkong's eyes.

The protector was an old man nearing seventy, but his actual age was over three hundred, and he had the cultivation level of the late Foundation Establishment stage.

He glanced at Fangjia Village and hesitated for a moment before saying, "There are at least ten auras in this village, whose strength is no less than mine."

"Reclaiming the Yinshe Grass may require further planning."

Ye Lingkong shook his head and said calmly, "Elder Chang should know about the rumors along the way."

"You mean, the Fang family in the county town has a genius who has already broken through to the ninth level of the Innate Realm and is even capable of fighting against someone in the Foundation Establishment Realm?"

Old Chang clearly didn't believe it. "I think it's all rumors. The first half of the statement is somewhat plausible, but the rest is probably just wishful thinking."

He had lived for over three hundred years and traveled to various places, and he had never seen a Xiantian cultivator who could deal with a Foundation Establishment True Person.

Perhaps, there is an unparalleled genius who can withstand more than ten rounds from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Like the master before us.

However, achieving a balance of power is absolutely impossible.

It's difficult to bridge even the smallest gaps in skill level, let alone the biggest ones.

Ye Lingkong nodded in agreement. "I've heard of this genius from the county town."

"His talent is indeed astonishing. He broke through to the Innate Realm at the age of fifteen, and the Qingyun Academy even personally came to invite him."

"The two most prominent talents in the capital recently are both connected to him in some way."

The two prodigies Ye Lingkong mentioned were naturally Murong Jing and the Ninth Prince, his tone playful.

Elder Chang disagreed, saying, "With enough resources, it's not difficult to quickly create a person at the Innate Realm."

"Often, many 'geniuses' who break through to the Innate Realm early on can't even reach the Foundation Establishment stage and fade away in disappointment."

The Great Zhou Dynasty has records of Foundation Establishment, but there are never any records of Innate Realm, and this is the reason why.

"He must be no ordinary person to be personally invited by Qingyun Academy."

Ye Lingkong's eyes were deep, showing no disdain for the talents of the world. "Besides, he has also participated in the trials of the Qingyun Sect."

"Yinshe grass can help cultivators enhance their spiritual power and condense their divine sense. Perhaps he really has the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Innate Realm."

Ye Lingkong spoke very casually, which revealed his strong confidence.

Even if the other party truly possessed such cultivation, he was not afraid.

"Did you see that when the Fang family came out, they all seemed very strange?"

Ye Lingkong analyzed, "They were inside; they probably had a conflict."

"Putting aside who actually has the Yin She Grass, just based on the fact that someone just sent me a telepathic message, it seems they want me to clash with the Fang family in the county city."

Old Chang was surprised by Ye Lingkong's calmness and keen insight, and said indignantly, "I knew the Fang family members were all cunning and wicked."

"If that Yin She grass is truly meant for the Fang family's genius, we're afraid we won't be able to get it back."

"If we try to take it by force, we'll only be playing right into the hands of the Fang family in the capital, and we'll be the ones who suffer."

"It's not worth offending a local tyrant for a mere medicinal herb!"

Ye Lingkong flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Are we just going to let it go like this?" Old Chang asked, unwilling to give up.

The Ye family is a top-tier family in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Ye Lingkong is the future leader of the family.

Leaving like this, so dejected, is really shameful.

"With the hereditary succession imminent, the position of Duke of Zhenguo will fall to my father. We must not make enemies unnecessarily and cause unnecessary trouble."

Elder Chang's expression turned serious. "Everything will be as the young master says!"

"I'll remember this debt."

Ye Lingkong remained calm and said indifferently, "If I remember correctly, the prefect of this place is from your clan. Go and take a look."

……

"You're just leaving like that?"

In a clean house, Fang Zhongwu received intelligence from his scouts, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Have the eleventh elder follow them secretly and see what they do."

The scout was about to leave after receiving his orders, but was stopped by someone else.

"That's enough, you don't need to go. You may leave."

Fang Zhongwu's gaze flickered uncertainly, his eyelids slightly lowered, until Fang Yuan entered the room, breaking this state.

"In a few days, the ancestral hall will be filled with a century of purification, which will nourish your body and unleash your talents."

Fang Zhongwu slowly spoke: "Afterwards, you can refine the Yin She Grass, condense your divine sense, and directly establish your foundation."

Fang Yuan lowered his head slightly.

On the table was a grayish-brown medicinal herb, emitting a faint white glow and a refreshing fragrance.

As I sniffed and inhaled the delicate fragrance, it seemed to clear my mind a bit.

"Obtaining this Yin She Grass must have been quite difficult."

Fang Yuan didn't believe Chang Qing would be so kind, but he still didn't know what Chang Qing was really up to.

"The people sent by the family were not injured or killed." Fang Zhongwu thought for a moment, then decided not to hide anything and said, "They just had some conflicts with the disciples of the royal family."

Fang Zhongwu didn't go into details, but Fang Yuan had a general idea in his mind.

"The Chang family knew all along that someone was eyeing this medicinal herb, and deliberately provoked us into a conflict with them."

"They really know how to use someone else to do their dirty work."

Fang Zhongwu remained calm and said, "Opportunities are always seized by the capable."

"For cultivators, conflict with Heaven, struggle with Earth, and conflicts with other people are inevitable."

At this point, Fang Zhongwu's expression turned serious.

"Yuan'er, the family has high hopes for you now. You must not let the family down!"

Fang Yuan, the hope of the entire clan.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan felt an unexpected burden on his shoulders.

But upon closer reflection...

Something seems off.

The family is at the height of its prosperity, producing many powerful figures.

"Father, you're not thinking of letting me inherit the position of family head once I break through, are you?" Fang Yuan asked with a suspicious look.

Fang Zhongwu felt a hint of embarrassment when his thoughts were seen through, but he quickly concealed it.

"Why would you think that?" Fang Zhongwu said seriously, "I will definitely protect you for a while longer."

My cheap old man has always wanted to retire as soon as possible.

Ugh.

Fang Yuan was truly helpless; he wanted to pursue his own happiness, and they couldn't just stop him.

"What kind of 'baptism' has been accumulated in the ancestral hall?"